A Case of Spoiled Rotten



“You’re pouting.”

He hated crowds. “I’m not having fun, Ma.”

“Then why come? You could’ve stayed behind, along with the long face.”

Mani sighed. “I tried.”

“So now I tied you up and carted you along?”

Pretty much, emotionally. He shook his head. “Sorry, Ma. I’m in a mood.”

“A mood? What’s a mood? If you bled like a woman, you’d know about having a mood. You just have a case of spoiled rotten.”

“Yes, Ma.” It was easier to agree.

Ma craned her head. “Ah, now, lets see if these Jewish Greeks can cook anything worth eating.”




For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers

Photo prompt © Roger Bultot


32 thoughts on “A Case of Spoiled Rotten

  1. After reading Dale’s comment, I am struck by how I took and related more to Mani’s side. Different? “Mandatory fun.” And “You’re spoiled.” I can feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Oy! 🙂 Well done, Na’ama, and relatable for me.

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  2. Na’ama Y’karah,

    Having raised three boys who went through the sullen, surly stage, I related. Add my own emotional makeup…yeah…lotsa spoiled rotten and pouting on both sides. 😉 Meanwhile I’ll have a falafel and a side of hummus with red pepper paste. Good one. (Happy to see you back this week, my friend. :D)



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  3. After reading all the above comments, I could see all those perspectives well. I was drawn to the emotional element of Mani’s internal commentary. Both how he felt, and that emotional blackmail element a mother can push.

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  4. A nicely cooked and garnished gyros should cheer Mani up! Mind you, I suspect he will always resent the way his mother manipulated him – partly because she’ll never stop doing it.
    Very nicely written, Na’ama – pitch perfect in both the spoken and the unspoken dialogue.

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